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Ongoing, First published Sep 15, 2017
Next thing I knew was that I was laying down on the couch in the corner. His arms were wrapped tightly around his neck as he trailed his lips down by body. My lips, neck, chest he didn't leave one part of me untouched as he devoured any other words that were about to come out of my mouth.
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"Slow down angel" he said. I was confused. He smiled. He bent down a bit and put his hands on the back of my thighs. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist along with my arms around his neck. He walked us back to his bed and set me down. He moved my hair and started kissing my neck again. I closed my eyes and let out a little moan. He kissed my jaw line and then he kissed me. I was surprised. I tried pushing him back but he kept going. I caved and kissed him back. And let me tell you this. He is an amazing kisser all around. He put his hand up my shirt and grabbed my boob. He rubbed the top above my bra then pulled it down. He touched my nipple and I moaned.